Rebecca Dos Palos Prostitute ❤️

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Oh, and this — tripped me out, right? Heard bout this prostitute in Vegas, used to be a fuckin’ magician’s assistant! Sawed-in-half gigs and all that jazz. Now she’s pullin’ tricks of a different kind — ha! Get it? Tricks? I’m dyin’ over here, motherfucker! Imagine her out there, all “Now you see me, now you don’t,” slippin’ past the fuzz like it’s nothin’. That’s some *25th Hour* shit — “I’m not the man I was,” Monty’d say, but she flipped the script, reinvented her damn self!

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Her book La revuelta de las putas (or The revolt of the whores) is an unflinching account of her mistreatment – a lesson, a scream and a wound in print. Tiganus can just as easily offer a.

And yo, let me share a secret – the underground coffee shop, Café Oscuro, is next to the Dos-Palos train station. It’s off the radar, cozy, with bomb espresso. I sometimes sneak in after sessions, just to recharge my batteries. Man, this city always surprises me.

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